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Chapter 33 - It Wasn't His Full Strength
The semifinals of the Swordsmanship Festival were held in a different location.
High-ranking individuals would be observing, and more of the general public would come to watch, so the existing venue was unable to handle it.
The new arena had a wider stage and more seats for the audience. Magical video support was also planned so that even people in distant seats could watch the matches more vividly.
In truth, there had been no intention to invest this much in a Swordsmanship Festival that was only for first and second-year students.
However, since the level of the contestants who had made it to the semifinals was so high, this decision was made in order to widely promote the Tarajan Academy's Knight Department.
Е n̂ u mа . ĩd́
Moreover.
"Hmm, it's been a long time since I've watched a match of students who aren't even official knights..."
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"Hahaha, I'm sure you won't be disappointed."
The situation was that even Sir Buckal, a high-ranking knight from Jenas, which could be called the strongest nation on the continent, was in attendance.
There was no reason not to be concerned. The department head continued with a full smile on his face.
"Although they are just children, their level is quite high. Today, two semifinal matches will be held, and tomorrow, the third-place match and the final will be held..."
Е̂n̄ u m̀ ӑ. ïd
"Tomorrow is fine. It's a bit tiring to observe consecutively..."
Sir Buckal said, slightly shaking his head.
He thought that since he could see the skills of all four in the two semifinal matches anyway, there was no need to come out to this place tomorrow as well.
In fact, he hadn't really wanted to come out even now. It was just that his schedule happened to line up, and it would not have been polite to flatly refuse the department head's request.
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He looked down at the stage with a tired expression.
'Even if there is talent in a small country like Tarajan...'
E n̆ û m̀ а
Compared to the reserve knights of Jenas, they were far lacking.
Of course, he did not voice that thought.
He just smiled awkwardly and engaged in trivial conversation with the department head.
***
'I...'
Teoro Shutgaren warmed up his body. As he did so, he glanced at his opponent, Cal Krone.
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He still had a relaxed expression. To the point of occasionally sending a smiling wink to the female fans who were casting glances towards the waiting area. He didn't like that attitude, but he, in his current state, had no right to say such things.
'I wonder how much closer I've gotten to Cal Krone.'
He didn't know. Cal Krone hadn't shown his true skills throughout the past matches.
Of course, the same was true for him, but that definitely did not mean their skills were equal.
Sweat beaded on his palms.
His chest felt tight with tension.
Е̊ṅ úḿ а̃
'...Lumian doesn't look comfortable either.'
Perhaps he, too, was nervous about Cal Krone's skills.
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He could fully understand. Both were monsters, but for now, the weight couldn't help but be slightly tipped in Cal Krone's favor.
'No, let's not get weak already.'
Teoro gently closed his eyes.
He had changed. He was also different from right after learning a different way of using Aura from Lumian. His skills, which had grown through sparring with Boomer, were enough to be proud of.
Wӗ ḃ ń о̌v еl̇ Е n ü m̊ а̄
'Even if I can't win, let's at least trip him up.'
"Cal Krone, Teoro Shutgaren. To the stage!"
Flash, Teoro opened his eyes. His complicated mind calmed down, and a sense of composure returned.
Cal Krone went up to the stage first, and Teoro followed behind him, in a state as calm as the surface of a windless lake.
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Cal Krone didn't like that.
So he threw a stone. To create ripples.
W е̊b̃ ň о̊v̇ẽ l Ӗ num а́
"You seem confident? You're different from usual."
"Because of the magical video, even the audience can hear us."
"Ah, really? But why does that matter?"
"It means stop talking nonsense and pick up your sword."
Teoro shot back coldly. Oh, with a surprised expression, Cal Krone whistled.
That was the end of it. The two of them did not utter another word.
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The referee asked the two, who were just staring intently at each other.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes."
"Yes."
"Good. Begin the match!"
FWOOSH!
Ẁê b̊ nö v̄ е l Е̌n ü m̊а
As soon as the referee's words ended, Teoro rushed forward. The eyes of the audience watching the match widened.
For Teoro, who had always shown a calm demeanor and approached the match with a focus on defense, evasion, and counterattacks rather than offense, to charge first. It didn't suit him.
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However, that was a wrong thought.
Teoro was not being reckless. Nor was he doing something that didn't suit him.
He was just showing the card he had hidden until now.
His form had already gotten close to his opponent.
W̊ еbṅ о̂v̄е l̈ Е́ ǹŭm̄ à
Cal Krone aimed for the midsection and extended his sword.
SWISH-
It was a smooth thrust that didn't even make the sound of the wind. It was a timely attack that would have made most people skewers, unable to overcome their inertia.
However, Teoro was no ordinary person. Ssssh, rotating as flexibly as water flowing on the ground, he took Cal Krone's left side.
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Slightly impressed, Cal Krone moved his sword. It was in vain. Teoro continuously evaded his attacks and finally got his hands on the right timing to attack.
Sword strikes poured down as if fire were being spewed out.
Е̂ṅŭ m̌ à
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Once, twice, three times! A powerful attack, unseen until now, erupted from Teoro. Swords clashed, and the audience made surprised faces.
The sight of him pressuring his opponent roughly and quickly was like watching Boomer Simpson.
Someone muttered.
"It's like a series of flames exploding."
Cal Krone did not agree with this.
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His movements were still like water. His motions and actions were so smooth that no gaps could be seen, and it was difficult to land a decisive blow.
However, if there was one thing that was different from before, it was that he was applying the properties of water not only to defense but also to offense.
'It's like a waterfall.'
A heavy and fierce attack that continuously poured down from above!
That's right. This was by no means fire.
Without losing his own style, Teoro had created another weapon while embracing all of his existing strengths. It was a surprising thing. A faint smile began to form on Cal Krone's face.
Ènû mа́
'This is interesting.'
He was definitely different from the Teoro of last year. The sense of pressure felt from the clash of swords and the feeling of his hand cutting through empty air were also very new.
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Cal Krone exchanged dozens of blows, caught in a fresh shock. It was the first time a fight with a classmate had been this enjoyable.
But that thought did not last long.
When the 99th sword clashed, Cal Krone's expression returned to normal.
He was tired of it now.
W̌е̂ bň o v̌ё l E ňù m̀ ă
He thought with eyes that had grown cold.
'Still, it was pretty good.'
He hadn't expected to feel this much fun in a Swordsmanship Festival where the third and fourth-years did not participate. That was why he was grateful to Teoro. To the point that he wanted to hug him after the match, if possible.
But he had enjoyed it enough now. To continue chewing the same food, the taste was gradually starting to become bland.
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Fortunately, the meal was not over. Tomorrow's match with Boomer remained. Since Teoro had shown a side that exceeded his expectations, he was sure that guy would entertain him as well.
'So, let's end it here.'
Ě_n̄ um̈ а̃
Cal Krone glanced at the audience.
The numerous fans who were worried about him came into view.
He liked it. The fact that there were many people who were engrossed in him was a very pleasant thing.
It was also partly for them that he had matched Teoro's pace.
The directing of a spectacular revival from a crisis situation is a typical cliché, but it works just as well.
Having finished his thought, Cal Krone gently raised his Aura.
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At the same time, a mysterious energy completely different from Aura also flowed through his entire body. It was a feeling of being overlaid with an enchanting scent.
WHOOOOSH!
Teoro's sword cut through the air.
It wasn't anything special. The waterfall continues to flow. If you miss, you just swing once more, twice more. That's all. Teoro thought so.
However, the situation gradually began to flow differently from his thoughts.
Cal Krone, who had been busy blocking, stopped defending from a certain point. The swords did not clash. He began to evade all of Teoro's attacks with only evasion.
Ẇ êb̄ n̆ о̃ vél̃ Ё n̄ u m̄ а̌
It was as if he were flowing with the river, so very relaxed. Teoro could no longer keep up with his opponent's movements.
"Keuk!"
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His frustrating situation was represented by a groan. Of course, he had not given up.
Rougher, faster! Teoro struggled to catch Cal Krone, who was swaying here and there. He didn't even care that his Aura was running out and his muscles were screaming. A fighting spirit close to killing intent could be felt in his eyes.
However, it was in vain.
The river dried up. The stream of water thinned.
Е nu̇ m á. іḋ.
A single petal rode up the greatly weakened waterfall. That petal, which had not suffered a single wound, instead left its mark on the waterfall with its strong scent.
Swish, swish
Two sword slashes cut across Teoro's front.
It was nothing more than a graze, but everyone knew. That it was due to Cal Krone's mercy.
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The referee's shout echoed throughout the arena.
"Match over! Second-year, Class A, Cal Krone, is the victor!"
Е n ú mа̂.і̊ d
"KYAAAAAAAK!"
"Cal Krone! Cal Krone!"
"As expected! I believed in you!"
The women, seeing Cal Krone's victory confirmed, cheered for Cal Krone with high-pitched voices.
Teoro was also popular with women for his handsome looks, but he could not surpass the bastion of Cal Krone. There were no women who paid attention to him after his defeat.
Of course, Teoro didn't care about such things at all.
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He was just annoyed that Cal Krone was still far away, and that he himself was only this good.
He said.
"You were hiding... a lot more power than I thought."
"You too. Whew."
Cal Krone playfully exhaled and added a word.
"Don't be too disappointed. You were the most interesting opponent I've had recently."
E nům.ӑ. id
***
'That guy must be quite heartbroken.'
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Lumian looked at the stage with a serious face.
Teoro was always expressionless. It was the same now. No particular emotion was revealed on his face.
But Lumian, who had been by his side for a relatively long time, could tell. That his state of mind was very poor.
"Hmm, Cal Krone... he's strong, as expected, huh?"
Еn̂ úm̂ а.і̄ ḋ
"......"
"Well, that guy being strong isn't something that started yesterday or today. I should just focus on myself. You'll help me, friend, right?"
"I get it, so just be quiet."
Lumian snapped at Boomer. His expression was still stiffly hardened.
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But in fact, his displeasure was not because of Teoro.
Lumian already knew. The fact that Teoro's skills were far below Cal Krone's. He was sad that he had been unilaterally defeated, but since it was something he had already expected, there was no shock.
Ӗ ṅu m̂ ӑ .і d̀
The unexpected thing was not the outcome of the match, nor was it Cal Krone's skill.
Lumian squeezed his eyes shut and thought.
'I've been anxious all this time, and now I know why...'
Sadly, what Cal Krone was hiding was not just his skill.
Lumian could feel it. The longer the match went on, the more people's attention was drawn to it... the energy surrounding Cal Krone became stronger and stronger.
The climax was when he cut Teoro's chest.
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At that time, he was, with a little exaggeration, exuding a flower scent as ecstatic as a drug.
Cal Krone's terrifying attention-seeking power, which overwhelmed even Teoro's sculpture-like looks.
Lumian, who had witnessed it, made an endlessly sad face.
'That guy... he wasn't at his full strength until now!'
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